At age 6, Brad had a very traumatic experience connected with gambling. A few months earlier he had visited the school where he would start first grade because his mother had taken him along when she went to PTA. This visit was an exciting adventure because volunteers ran a little “carnival” in the school basement to occupy the kids while their parents attended the meeting upstairs. There was a “fishing booth” where the little ones threw a string over a curtain and when they pulled it back, there was a little prize on the hook. But the favorite for Brad, already a chocoholic, was the bingo game with Hershey bars for prizes!
So when he was getting ready for the first day of school, he was so excited he could hardly breathe. School was going to be glorious fun and games every day. On the way, he ran ahead of his mother and dashed down to the school basement. It was dimly lit but he could see well enough to realize that there was no carnival going on. He slowly trudged back upstairs where his mother lead him to his first-grade classroom and he was introduced to a thin old lady who looked really mean. He was given a desk and ordered to stay seated.
School was not going to be a gambling paradise after all. It was going to be a prison run by a witch.
i was watching the Travel Channel last week a program “Winning in Las Vegas” i was just wondering if you and Brad still have those scooters you too were riding.
Brad’s Gambling Life-Part 2 was so cute. My husband and
I laughed out loud!